“You’re easy to rile up, you know.” I press forward. “Keep touching me.” He tears the panties down my thighs. “Next time, I’m going to see if I can make you come just like this, Bex. My mouth on those gorgeous full tits, teasing until you cream yourself.” I freeze, even though his hand is right at the top of my sex, and I desperately want it lower. “There won’t be another time.” The smile drops from his face. “Right.” “This is just sex.” I can’t keep the waver out of my voice.
